This story is of a girl (y/n) who's life changes after her mother remarried to her new boyfriend, y/n gets to know that she was having step brother but to her surprise they were total s-e-v-e-n but more importantly they were MAFIAS
Dad told us he has a girlfriend. We were shocked at first but happy for him. The only problem is she has a daughter. We can accept her as our stepmom, but we don't want any stepsister. Anyway, we decided to give it a try. It might be good to have a little sister, though Taehyung, Jimin, and Suga were adamant they didn't want a gold digger as their sister.
(Time Skip)
Y/N's POV
Outfit:
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Mom stopped in front of a house—no, not a house—a mansion.
"Wow."
"Okay, if you're done staring, close your mouth." I nodded and followed Mom like a lost puppy.
Mom gently knocked on the door, and an old but handsome man opened it. Must be her boyfriend. He hugged my mom and looked at me.
"You must be Y/N." I nodded with a smile.
"Hi, I'm Y/N—" He cut me off by saying, "You can call me Dad or Mr. Kim," he teased my mom.
"Okay, D-dad," I said, all confused.
"Okay, come inside, dear."
We went inside, and I couldn't believe how beautiful it was. They are very, very, very rich.
"Take a seat," Dad said. I sat down next to Mom. I heard a bunch of footsteps.
"Hey boys, come here and meet your sister," Dad said.
WAIT. Boys? How many??
Seven boys stood in front of us.
Seven. S-e-v-e-n. He has seven sons. I mean, seven! That's too much. Oh my god, seven. I am having seven brothers.
They started introducing themselves.
"Hi, I'm Seokjin, the oldest," he said with a small smile.
"Yoongi." That was rude, but I liked it. He seemed cool.
"Hi, I'm Hoseok. Namjoon and I are twins." Hmm, such a bright person.
"Myself, Namjoon, Hobi's twin," he said with a dimpled smile.
"Huh, Hobi who?" I asked.
"Hoseok. We call him Hobi in short," Namjoon explained. Ohh, I nodded.
"Jimin, twin of Taehyung."
"Taehyung, twin of Jimin." Rude but not as cool as Yoongi.
"Jungkook, I'm the youngest." Oh, he looks like a bunny.
"Cute," I blurted out.
"Hello, I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you all," I said shyly.
Just as I thought I was saved from their stares, a maid came and said dinner was ready. We went to the dinner table and sat down.
Nj YG Y/N JM Dad | | Mom Tae JH J JK
I take it back! I think God hates me so much. Suddenly, Mom and Dad stood up.
I was really angry. First, she told me she has a boyfriend, which I was okay with. But now, I'm not okay. She is going to get married and didn't even care to tell me about it. It has only been two days since I found out she has a boyfriend—not even a week—and now he is my soon-to-be-stepfather.
"Dear," Mom called me sadly.
I rolled my eyes. "Yes, Mother," I said in a very cold tone.
"Dear, are you okay with this marriage?" she asked, hope in her eyes.
I rolled my eyes again. "Oh, did you just ask me?" I pointed at myself. "Mom, why do you care about my opinion? This has nothing to do with me," I said coldly.
